The Demonic Cultivator Body vanished from sight.
With a casual wave, Tang Zhuying sent out a Magical Treasure that transformed into a pavilion and descended onto the mountainside of Myriad Peaks Mountain.
Inside the pavilion were tables, chairs, and benches, with a chess set and tea set arranged on the table.
Taking out platters of spirit fruits brimming with rich spiritual energy, Tang Zhuying invited Su Shi'er to sit quietly in the pavilion.
Though Su Shi'er was a First Tribulation Loose Immortal, Tang Zhuying had always treated him as an equal.
Su Shi'er saw at a glance that the pavilion was clearly separated from the outside world by an array.
But he did not mind. Knowing Tang Zhuying bore no ill intent, he calmly followed her into the pavilion and sat down.
The moment they were seated, Tang Zhuying turned to look in the direction where the Demonic Cultivator Body had disappeared.
Smiling, she said, "Martial Brother Su is so devoted to the sect. He truly is a model for cultivators of our generation!"
"Indeed! This friend of mine possesses both ability and character."
Su Shi'er smiled and nodded, then shifted the subject as he continued.
"Since Martial Sister Tang thinks so highly of him, why not recruit my friend into the Xuanji Sect?"
"My friend has entered several sects before. No matter which faction he joins, he cannot become part of its core, but contributing some effort should not be a problem."
"I believe the Yun Ge Sect Master would not obstruct it either. On the contrary, he would be glad to see it happen."
Tang Zhuying smiled as she brewed a pot of tea.
"Martial Brother Wang truly has a good scheme. Why Martial Brother Su is being so attentive—surely no one understands that better than you."
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